Chloe Ch. 13

13. Kidnapped.

Chloe was struggling against the two hooded men wearing cloths over their faces as Ben walked down the hall. They had entered the bedroom and surprised Chloe as she lay there, already bound helplessly. The men crept in as Chloe rested, nearly dozing off after her multiple orgasms. The two things that kept her awake was her need to drink and replenish her fluids and use the toilet before bedtime. Chloe tried to warn Ben but the larger man grabbed her and clamped his large hand over her mouth, preventing her from crying out around her gag. Unaware, Ben plodded down the hall and the other man hit him over the head with something as he entered the room and he went down in a heap.

One of the men found the key that unlocked her collar from the chain. Chloe was now crying and inconsolable. Her Master had been attacked and now they were kidnapping her. The man placed a cloth over her nose and told her to breathe deeply. Chloe just looked up at him and held her breath. Eventually her need for air won out and she breathed in the acrid fumes, putting her to sleep.

Chloe awoke with a start and realized she was in a different place. She was still bound, similar to before, but her collar had been removed. Chloe was able to sit up on the bench and look around. Her ankles and knees were bound together with leather cuffs and her wrists and elbows felt the same behind her. She was still wearing the large ball gag and her jaw ached, Chloe wondered how long it had been. She wasn't bound to the wall or the bed. Chloe was about to stand up and hop around the room when the door burst open as Tom walked in.

"I see you're awake," Tom noted as Chloe cringed away from him. "I'm not going to hurt you, unless you disobey me. You're going to be the biggest internet sensation ever," Tom stated proudly. Chloe just looked at him with distrust. "We're going for a little ride to someplace far away where they'll never find us. You are going to star in my latest film production and become an internet star overnight," Tom explained and lifted her off the bed, throwing her over his shoulder, carrying her out the door, down the hall and then outside. Chloe couldn't see, but she heard a jet engine and Tom carried her onto the plane, dropping her into a large seat, buckling the seat belt.

Soon the plane taxied out to the runway. The engines roared and the plane hurtled down the tarmac and took off. After they had been in the air for a few minutes, Tom removed Chloe's gag.

"My Master is going to kill you," Chloe spat out with as much anger and venom as she could muster in her weakened condition.

"I doubt it, he'll never find us."

"I wouldn't bet on that."

"What makes you say that?"

"My Master loves me, he will do whatever it takes to find and punish you."

"Are you done?" Tom asked and Chloe just glared at him. "I am your Master now. It is legal to own slaves where we are going. I will make you my legal slave and then it will be impossible for him to get you back."

Chloe did not reply but cried softly to herself as Tom grabbed a bottle of water and offered it to her. Chloe accepted the water and drank greedily, she was quite thirsty and knew she needed to keep up her strength if she was going to survive this.

"Hey, don't cry, it's not that bad," Tom tried to comfort her.

"How would you know, have you ever been kidnapped?"

"No, I guess not. But I know you've had fantasies about it, so stop with the fake tears and let's discuss what's going to happen. First, I am your Master, you will refer to me as such. Second, you will do as I say without question. Third, you will do whatever T says without question. Fourth, you will act as I tell you to act when I turn on the cameras. Fifth, you will become my legal slave and make me a multi-millionaire. If you fail in any of the above you will be punished until you comply," Tom explained.

"They're not fake tears, I miss my Master and I didn't ask to be kidnapped. I want to go home. I want to know if he's alright," Chloe blurted out in anger. Tom grabbed her left nipple and twisted hard. Chloe moaned in pain. "Sorry Master."

"That's much better. I understand your being upset, but it doesn't change the fact that you are now my slave. Is that clear?"

"Yes Master."

"Very good, I see you can learn. Can you act, or are you acting now?"

"I don't know if I can act or not, I never tried. I don't want you to be my Master, but what choice do I have?"

"Exactly, you don't have a choice, so get used to it," Tom said and tipped the remains of the bottle of water into her mouth. Chloe drank as quickly as she could so it would not spill. "I'm sure you must be hungry, would you like a granola bar or a yogurt?"

"Could I have both, Master?"

"Sure, and I think we can dispense with these bonds, it's not like you're going anywhere at thirty thousand feet," Tom said as he unlocked all of Chloe's locks, leaving the cuffs on for convenient binding later. He handed her the yogurt and a spoon and laid the granola bar next to her on the seat.

Chloe ate the yogurt and then the granola bar, asking if she could have another granola bar. Tom acquiesced and handed her another, which she ate quickly, satiating her hunger.

"Master, may I please use the toilet?" Chloe asked.

"Yes, it's right through here," Tom said and led her into the back of the plane and watched her go in and lock the door. Chloe did her business and delayed as long as she thought she could before opening the door to find Tom still standing there, waiting. He escorted her back to her seat.

"Master, who is this T that you mentioned?" Chloe asked after she was seated.

"He's flying the plane, he will be your co-star in the films. Let me go see if he can come visit with us for a few minutes," Tom replied and disappeared into the cockpit. He returned with a large black man and Chloe shrunk down in her seat, quaking in fear.

"What's the matter, slave?" Tom asked, noticing Chloe's reaction.

"I'm sorry, Master, I was kidnapped by a black man when I was a girl, I've been afraid of them ever since," Chloe replied, trying to disappear into the seat.

"Hey girl, I'm not gonna hurt you, I mean, I might a little, but I just wanna fuck you. I'm gonna be your co-star and we have to work together," T said.

"Chloe this is T. His name is Terrance, and he's alright with people calling him that, but everyone wants to shorten it to Terry, and he hates that. Anyway, he will be your co-star in the films and you will call him Master, except when I tell you not to during filming," Tom explained. "Why don't you two get acquainted?" He suggested.

"Sure, I'd love to get to know you Chloe, you are my type of woman. Pretty white girl, big tits and nice ass, wow, you really are as hot as Tom says you are," T said.

"Thank you Master. I'm sorry I was afraid, like I said earlier, I was kidnapped by a black man once before because he thought my friend and I were boys. My friend got away and started to go for help, but when he pulled down my pants and saw that I was a girl, he dumped me out of the van and left. I was more upset he didn't want me, than that I was kidnapped. Pretty messed up, huh?" Chloe explained.

"Oh I want you girl, you and I are gonna make sweet music together. I can hardly wait to practice acting with you, only I won't be acting when I tell you that I wanna fuck the shit out of you, 'cause I do."

"Thank you Master."

"So do you wanna fuck?"

"Do I have a choice, Master?"

"No, not really, but I'd like if you wanted me to fuck you."

"I've never fucked a black man before, Master, is it true that you guys have big cocks?"

"Yes, at least in my case, probably larger than you're used to."

"How big, Master?"

"A nice thick nine inches, you're probably never had one that big before," T said proudly.

"My Master is nine inches and quite thick as well, Master," Chloe stated and T looked incredulously at Tom who nodded in agreement with Chloe's statement, having actually measured Ben before in an attempt to lure him into the business. Ben had turned him down because he was doing so well in accounting and investing.

"Impressive for a white boy," T chuckled.

"He's not a boy, he's a man, Master," Chloe retorted.

"Well, let's see if you think I'm a man or not," T said and grabbed Chloe by the wrist, pulling her out into the aisle between the seats. He pulled her arms behind her and locked her right wrist to her left elbow and then her left wrist to her right elbow, forming a box tie with her arms behind. He pulled her knees widely apart and used zip ties through the D rings to hold them to the seat posts, doing the same with her ankles. Chloe's submissive nature took over and she moaned with arousal, knowing she was about to get fucked but good. T pushed her forward, bending at the waist and used leather straps around her upper arms and the armrests on the seats to hold her like this, her ass in the air, her head down.

Terrance grabbed Chloe's hips and thrust into her, expecting resistance, but Chloe was well lubricated and he bottomed out on his first attempt.

"Whoa, you really are a hot one, aren't you my pretty slave?" T asked rhetorically as he thrust in again, amazed at the slickness of her channel. Chloe moaned in appreciation of his huge cock and gripped him with her vaginal muscles, just like she had always done and T groaned appreciatively. "Oh god, this is the best pussy I have ever fucked!" He exclaimed and thrust even harder in Chloe's excited tunnel. Chloe couldn't help herself and came before T and he roared as the spasms of her pussy drew his ejaculate from him. As they came down from their climaxes T said softly, "Damn girl, you are amazing, best fuck ever," and he pulled his softening cock from her pussy, slapping her playfully on the ass as he got up off the floor.

"Thank you Master," Chloe moaned in response.

"So, do you think I'm a man?"

"Oh, definitely, Master."

"Good, we're going to have so much fun," T said as he pulled up his pants and walked back to the cockpit.

Tom released Chloe from her bound position, cutting the zip ties and unlocking the padlocks. Chloe got up and asked if she could clean up in the restroom. Tom agreed and allowed Chloe to walk to the back of the plane alone. She entered the tiny toilet and used it before wiping herself as clean as she could, washing off her juices and T's semen. Chloe returned and sat in the seat where Tom initially put her.

"May I have more water, Master?"

"See, you're getting into it."

"What choice do I have, Master, do as I'm told or get punished."

"Exactly," Tom said as he handed her a bottle of water. Chloe took it and drank slowly, taking small sips from it every few minutes until the bottle was empty. Tom just watched her, not speaking and Chloe sat quietly, knowing she could not escape from the airplane until it landed.

It was a long flight and eventually Chloe succumbed to her weariness and fell asleep. Tom started binding her, which woke her up, he already had her wrist and elbow cuffs locked together. He locked her ankle and knee cuffs together before pulling the seatbelt around her and latching it. Lastly he stuffed the large ball gag back into her mouth and buckled it tightly at the back of the neck.

"We're about to land," Tom informed her and Chloe pretended to not care. She could not see out the closed windows and had no idea how long they had been in flight because she had been asleep for part of the journey. Chloe wondered if there would be a chance to escape, and if she did, where could she go to get help?

T landed the plane smoothly and taxied off the runway to a very small airport. Chloe didn't get to see it because Tom stuffed her into a large suitcase. She barely fit, her knees against her chest, her head pushed down into her knees, practically sitting on her hands. Tom zipped it up and rolled her out of the plane along the asphalt to a waiting SUV. The suitcase was tossed into the back and then the front doors opened and closed, presumably by Tom and Terrance then the engine started and they rolled away. So much for a chance to escape, Chloe thought.

The vehicle bounced along on some pretty rough roads, throwing Chloe about in the back compartment. At one point they hit a bump or hole so big that the suitcase was actually airborne for a moment and Chloe screamed in fear and pain from the impact. Her shoulder hurt the most, but her hip was also sore. By the time the SUV stopped, Chloe was a sweltering, sweating mess. It was so hot in the back and the case afforded no ventilation, trapping Chloe's own body heat inside. She thought she might pass out from heat exhaustion. The suitcase being pulled out of the back brought her thoughts back to her predicament as she hit the ground quite solidly, hurting her tailbone.

Someone tried to roll the suitcase over the rough ground but kept getting stuck. Chloe supposed that Tom was pulling her along. Suddenly she was suspended in air and the case was being carried, she thought that T had probably picked up the case and was carrying her to their hideout. After they walked inside a building the case was set on the floor for a minute or so before it was picked up again and carried only a few feet before being set down again. Suddenly the floor felt like it fell out from underneath her, and Chloe surmised they must be in an elevator and going down. They seemed to go down a long ways, but Chloe's stressed condition made time seem to pass more slowly. Finally the elevator stopped with a ding, signaling they had reached the desired floor. The case was then rolled out of the elevator and along the floor which sounded like concrete.

They rolled her down what sounded like a hallway or corridor, eventually opening a heavy sounding door and entering, closing and locking it once they were all inside. T unzipped the suitcase and Chloe looked like a wet bedraggled animal. Her entire body was covered in sweat and her hair was plastered to her head, soaked by her perspiration. T pulled her out of the suitcase and Chloe stretched out her limbs, trying to regain her circulation.

"Whoa, someone needs a shower," Tom commented waving his hand in front of his face to indicate that her body odor was repugnant. T picked her up and carried Chloe through another couple of rooms, depositing her inside a cell. He unlocked and removed all of her bonds before leaving and locking the cell door behind him. The cell was similar to the one Ben had constructed in his basement, the back wall was concrete and the other three 'walls' were floor to ceiling round metal bars, bolted into the concrete.

"Get a shower and put on your makeup, I'll be back in about half an hour with your dinner," T said in his soft baritone voice.

"Yes Master," Chloe responded softly and rushed to the shower in her cell, turning on the water and rinsing away the sticky sweat from her body. She found everything that she normally used there in the shower and realized they had been spying on her and planning this for some time and her blood ran cold as a shiver of fear ran up her spine. Chloe washed her body, then her hair, skipping the conditioner for today, she just wanted to be clean. She went to the cabinet to find a blow dryer, brush, makeup and deodorant that she used. She brushed her teeth and then dried her hair and reluctantly put on her makeup. She supposed that if she didn't, Tom would punish her for not obeying orders.

After Chloe finished her grooming, she knelt in presentation, waiting for T to return with food. She was quite thirsty and a little hungry as well. T returned with a plate of food that smelled delicious.

"Well look at this, my pretty little slave, kneeling in presentation for me. Good girl," T said softly and Chloe's arousal spiked at those two words. Ben had never said them to her, he had told her she was good slave and that he loved her, but for some reason, those two little words 'good girl' had thrilled her to the core. T noticed the dampness on her pussy lips and grinned. "We are going to have so much fun together, you and me, you are a very special girl, aren't you," T smiled down with approval and Chloe blushed from head to toe. "Now don't get all embarrassed by your arousal."

"I'm not embarrassed, I'm excited, Master."

"Good girl."

"Oh," Chloe moaned, a trickle of her juices running down her inner thigh.

"You like it when I tell you you're a good girl, don't you?"

"Yes Master, very much."

"Keep behaving like a good slave and you will hear it a lot from me," T said and handed Chloe a bottle of water. Chloe drank half of it very quickly to quench her thirst. T then handed her the plate with a plastic fork on it. There was a pre-cut piece of roasted chicken, a helping of macaroni and cheese and a portion of green beans on the plate. Chloe dug in, eating the beans first, then alternating between the chicken and the macaroni. She finished the entire plate and handed it back to T. He smiled and left the cell, locking the door as Chloe drank her water. He returned with another bottle of water and a bowl of ice cream.

Chloe finished her first bottle of water and took the second as T started eating the ice cream. Chloe licked her lips, wishing she could have some, but drank more of her second bottle of water instead. Chloe looked up at him hopefully, but T seemed to be ignoring her, chuckling he turned towards her.

"Do you want some?"

"Yes please, Master."

"Tom said not to give you any, but you look a bit thin, I'll go get some more and you can have that."

"Thank you Master," Chloe said as T left the room for a few minutes before returning with a full bowl of ice cream. He came into the cell and fed it to Chloe, a spoonful at a time, never giving her permission to rise from the floor, her already aching knees were becoming quite painful. They finished the bowl, most of the spoons going into Chloe's mouth, but T also ate a few.

"Time for bed," T announced as he placed the bowl to the side, "I'm sorry to have to do this to you, but Tom's orders," T apologized. He pulled Chloe up to a standing position and placed leather cuffs on her wrists, elbows, ankles and knees. "Use the toilet," T ordered and Chloe complied, not even looking for a chance to escape, she was sure it was pointless. She cleaned herself up and washed her hands, returning to allow T to bind her for the night.

T locked all the cuffs together, her arms behind her back, then strapped on a wide leather belt around her waist, cinching it tightly. He added the crotch strap with two rather large dildos attached and pulled it much tighter than Chloe thought was necessary and let out a small gasp as he buckled it closed. The huge ball gag was last and Chloe looked at it warily but allowed T to force it behind her teeth and buckle it at the back of her neck.

"Good girl," T said soothingly and Chloe smiled at him with her eyes, the ball gag too large for her mouth to show any movement. T wrapped a leather collar around her neck and locked it before locking it to a short chain coming from the wall next to the cot, it was too short for her to get up off the cot or reach the toilet. He activated the dildos by remote control and Chloe was buzzing away, nearing an orgasm pretty quickly. T looked at her sympathetically and softly said, "I'm sorry," before locking the cell door and walking out of the room, turning out the lights.

Chloe couldn't sleep, she had several orgasms before the batteries started to fade and the ache in her jaw grew worse until it was just too painful to ignore. After several hours of vibration, the dildos finally stopped, but the pain in her jaw was becoming a serious problem. Chloe thought she would never be able to fall asleep, but exhaustion took over and she fell asleep, moaning in pain.

Just a couple of short hours later, T woke her when he tried to extract the huge gag from behind her teeth. Finally it popped free and Chloe tried to work her jaw, but it seemed to be locked in place. T rubbed her jaw until her screaming muscles relaxed enough for her to close her mouth. Chloe worked her jaw while she looked up gratefully at T.